Bamboo

We'll meet again on Friday and go singing in bars

It wont be the same as it once was but

Nothings as good by half

You'll tell me that this is a mistake and

You've fallen too fast

Find your happiness in this place

Stop reaching to far

Two lines of thought, makes me wonder what I'm missing

Tones low in the back of your head

It leads me away from the life I'm living

Two minds of thought, makes me wonder what I'm missing

Tones low in the back of your head

It leads me away from the life I'm living

I wanna feel that thrill of the night

Feel the stillness stripped from the light

Oh, dreams of dust crumble

Two lines of thought, makes me wonder what I'm missing

Tones low in the back of your head

It leads me away from the life I'm living

Lines of Bamboo see what you do to me

I wanna feel that thrill of the night

Feel the stillness stripped from the light

Oh, dreams of dust crumble

Memories of the streets and subway lines are seething away like misspent time